Hey thanx to everyone who reviewed my 1st story and told me it was good! I appreciate it! And sorry it took me so long to update it wouldn't let me! Urg! But anyway, I'm sorry I kept those of you waiting! Well here it is!

Marguerite barricaded the door behind her when she went into her room, so that no one could follow her. And she just sat there thinking……

"What have I done? How will I ever be able to face them? I'm ruined, now they all think I'm a big baby. Oh, Marguerite it's not your fault, it's all that damn Roxton's!" she said to herself.

BANG! BANG! BANG! Marguerite jumps at the sound of Roxton pounding on the door.

"Marguerite? Marguerite please come out of there," asked Roxton in a very worried voice even though he is pounding loudly on the door.

"No! I'm not coming out! I'm EXTREMELY angry with you Roxton!"

"Marguerite, please don't do this. I'm sorry," said Roxton sounding very concerned.

Marguerite was fighting the urge to go and open the door to her room and let him in. She knew if she let him in then everyone would know. She couldn't.

"Marguerite, you don't even have to come out if you don't want to. Just let me in." said Roxton.

"Why, so you can humiliate me some more?" said Marguerite in a very angered but shaky voice.

Roxton realized that Marguerite had to be crying. He couldn't bare himself to see her like that, or from where he was standing hear her like that. So he did the only thing he could… he used all the strength he could muster to pry open the door. Marguerite was shocked at Roxton's amazing display strength. Roxton had managed to create an opening big enough for him to squeeze through.

Marguerite hadn't noticed that he had done this because she never thought he'd be able to get in so she just turned away from the door and wasn't paying attention.

Once Roxton had entered the room he closed the door and fixed the barricade. Marguerite turned around in shock.

"Marguerite, I'm sorry for what I…"

Roxton stopped in mid sentence, realizing he was in pain. He hadn't realized until that moment that he had been bleeding. He was so concerned about getting to Marguerite that he wasn't paying attention. He had sliced open his shoulder. It was a fairly deep gash, and was bleeding uncontrollably. Even though Marguerite was mad at Roxton she couldn't just let him bleed to death in her room.

"Roxton, you're bleeding. Come here, sit down, and let me take care of that."

Roxton looked at her with a confused look he didn't know what she was planning, but he did as he was told. Marguerite took one of the towels that was in her room and ripped it up to make a tourniquet. And she got a bowl of warm water and some soap, to clean it up.

"Marguerite, I thought you were mad at me? Why are you doing this?" said Roxon confused. "I thought for sure once I got in here you'd bite my head off." He said laughing.

"Well, at first I wanted to. Then I saw your shoulder and I realized I couldn't exactly just let you bleed to death in my room. I mean that would be very unsanitary." Said Marguerite sarcastically.

Roxton laughed, he was happy that she was at least talking to him.

"What do you thinks going on in there?" asked Veronica

"I have absolutely no idea, but I don't hear any yelling so it must be going over well." Said Challenger laughing a little.

"I just hope there not in there killing each other." Said Veronica in a very concerned voice.

"I think we all do." Said Challenger.

Marguerite finished with Roxton's shoulder swiftly. She didn't have the materials to do stitches in her room, so those would have to wait till later.

Roxton looked up at Marguerite as she cleaned up the mess from fixing his shoulder. He couldn't take it anymore. He loved her, and she had to know it. It was time to tell her.

Without any a due, Roxton got up and went to where she was and wisped her into his arms.

Hey sorry I had to leave you hanging!